Syria 2012
Tearing through flesh
Shattering bones
No organs spared
Beautiful child playing with her friends
A fearful confused young rebel
The baker trudging to work at dawn
An elder reflecting and ruing the past
The bullet has no conscience
No memory
Only an inevitable path
Why?
Michael Newman MD
Doctors without Borders
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